lostidentity

Ahh, the feeling of Sunday football....nothing like it. I may not want to admit it to myself, but I think my favorite months are from september to the beggining of January. And its not like I have a favorite team, but I just love watching this game.

I'm doing a wonderful job of putting myself in debt. I went out last night and bought season four of married with children and season three of in living colour. I was definitely going to buy them anyway so I don't feel as stupid as I would have. But I laughed my ass off

Kelly Bundy: Dad, we have some problems that we want to talk to mom about, but she's not here.

Al: Well, tell me about them.

Kelly: Well, you see, I'm ovulating, and I'm having these really bad cramps.

Al: Well Kelly, walk it off, and remember to always stretch before you ovulate.

I am so desperate for a companion. But I'm not looking for desperate women. My dreamgirl consists of the following: Squinty eyes with a big smile, dyed hair, loves my kind of music, has a goofy sense of humor, is fiercefully loyal to her man, and shy but assertive when she knows she's right. Know anyone like that? Or is this you? Gimme a call at 856-287-6926.

I'm still bitter and anti-social towards most. Wouldn't it be nice if people had this five minute preview video of themselves that you could view when you first meet them? I think I would have a whole lot more friends that I'd like and trust. People generally speaking always seem to want to 'hear' the right thing. I always want to 'show' people what they want and I hope I never do otherwise. Words are just that: words. They don't do anything. They are just a method of communicating with someone else.